Sunset at Hankoe

Here, at my dear, dear friend Harriet’s summer home, I painted her own, private, view of the sunset. Right outside her kitchen terrace, the preferred place from which one shall enjoy the sunset, preferrably, if not working (i.e painting), with a glass of Italian red in one’s hand.

Beeing the highest location on the island, the house was occupied by German troops during World War II. They built trenches and a lookout tower, and had shooting competitions at the flag pole. Fortunately the house survived. Still you can get stuck in German barbed wire in the surroundings.

It’s a comforting thought that the troops could see the sun go down for the Third Reich from here.